"Sex swing? In here? ... In front of Ryan? God, no. No boys never come in my room. Ever. I've never even had sex here." Clearly this was a special place where no one would do anything dirty because Ryan was always watching. Hell, he didn't even realise it at the time but Yoongi was the first boy he'd ever really had in his room. "I've never even let Hobi in here. I guess you're the first. Huh."
Weird. Well. Whatever. Namjoon got up and walked over to his wardrobe, collecting his clothes. "I'm glad I'm not boring at least! Soohyun always used to say I was stupidly boring."
"That's because Soohyun is an idiot. Close-minded. Those people get bored fast, because they don't have anything on their mind. Just give him something to play with and have an actual fun time by yourself." Seemed more worthwhile. Handsome dumbasses were a dime a dozen after all. "Hobi is different. You'd be better off with him."
Out of the boys he'd met, Hobi was the only one he thought was at least on Namjoon's wavelength. Granted, there wasn't much competition.
"I know but dumb people are so easy to use and one day I'm going to be important and busy, it's nice to know I'll be surrounded by guys I've fucked who'll do stuff for me." Or, at least, that's how he felt. He balled up the clothes he was taking in with him and smiled at Yoongi before walking towards the bathroom. "I remember a time when those types of guys said all kinds of shit about me. Then they realised I was important. Suddenly I wasn't just an ugly, weird nerd any more."
It was different with Hobi. They were more friends than anything - the fucking was just something they did, like how some people played tennis or watched movies. "See you in a few, hyung. Take care of Ryan for me." Namjoon disappeared into the bathroom and like that, Yoongi was alone.
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Weird. Well. Whatever. Namjoon got up and walked over to his wardrobe, collecting his clothes. "I'm glad I'm not boring at least! Soohyun always used to say I was stupidly boring."
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Out of the boys he'd met, Hobi was the only one he thought was at least on Namjoon's wavelength. Granted, there wasn't much competition.
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It was different with Hobi. They were more friends than anything - the fucking was just something they did, like how some people played tennis or watched movies. "See you in a few, hyung. Take care of Ryan for me." Namjoon disappeared into the bathroom and like that, Yoongi was alone.
With about a hundred Ryans.